I Just Need You Here
Next To Me
Talking Like A Friend
I’d Ask You All The Questions
That Are Swimming In My Head
Like Why’s The World On Fire
And All The Heartache It Never Ends
But Yet The Flowers Make Me Cry
And All The Music Makes Me Dance
Right Here, Across From Me
Like Two Kids In The Sand
You’d Talk About My History
And You’d Make It All Make Sense
And We’d Cry About My Grandma
And We’d Laugh About My Plans
I Bet You’d Change My Whole Perspective
Just By Talking
Talking Like Friends
